Cave: Threace


Cave, it is plainly apparent, have got da funk. Since their last outing they have developed, but not lost, their nu-Kraut motorik stylings, and have made an album that grooves and vamps on our collective bottoms. This is a welcome advance of their sound. And I say this even though I balked when the wah’d guitars on ‘Arrow’s Myth’ found their accompaniment in a sax. Yet, it bloody and quite simply works.

Importantly they still know how to riff with the best of them: there are moments on this five track album that call to mind the image of some decidedly lank haired and denim clad figure stumbling around Montreux in a stupor (see ‘Silver Headband’). More importantly, for these ears, they still deal in that trademark tension with riffs that expect resolution but never do (opener ‘Sweaty Fingers’). Cave, the big teases, are contemporary masters at this game. Buy here.

‘Sweaty Fingers’:



About angrybonbon

Both Bars On's Manchester correspondent

Posted on December 13, 2013, in Album reviews and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. Nice! Like this. Would love to have seen your face while struggling with liking the sax 🙂

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